Lace-like Butterflys

Blah, blah and blah.  “Why a lame butterfly girl?”

“Get out of my head you beautiful creatures.  I must create them.”

As a motivated artist, I sometimes think of ideas in the weirdest places, my most wonderful ideas occur right before I lay down for my daily nap time.  I have a strong urge to start an art project done before I forget it.

In some ways, it is like an attic that is there with all the tools and I can turn on the light to play with them.  I’m getting to notice that taking drawing lessons and plowing through art books is paying off.

My college education did teach me art theory and I was assigned to very challenging assignments.  The problem then and still have now is that I never had a formal instruction period.  Like throw me in the freakin’ cold water and try to swim ashore.  People in my classes did break down in tears because they couldn’t or wouldn’t like constructive criticism.

Grading art is so freakin’ weird and it took me years to try to change to make the instructor and other students happy.  Reaching my “attic” moments, I had insomnia and would do most art work in the beautiful silence of the 3:00 a.m. wake session.  To tell you the truth, I like being alone and not to show other people my art work.  The judgment makes me tremble thinking about it.

Here is a butterfly I drew in about an hour.  My aunt wanted me to color it so I made three copies for her to enjoy.  Replying with a comment would make me smile.

Take care and oceans of love.






Published by heatherdeogracia

On the first day of my job, I walk into a production studio to hand in paperwork. A young gentleman stands up to shake my hand when I walk into the room. "Wow! You are tall." he states. I point to my heels of my shoes. "Wow! You are short." Laughter lights up the room. Matt Damon San Francisco Clear Channel Radio With an electric soul of an artist, Heather Deogracia, has an interesting personality that uses her manic branches of her mind to express her sense of humor, expand the creative hourly illustration addiction and continually read big books about artistic principles, elements and glorious techniques to feed her intellectual capabilities. “With a splash of color and chemicals in my brain, I have to clean it out once a day or it must flash flood my other organs.” Heather Deogracia Proud to start staging a background of her latest achievements, Heather was on the front page Sunday Feature in the Midland Daily News on Oct. 19, 2016 and is an Award-Winning Fine Artist for the state-wide competition Legacy Trust Award Collection for the past three years in a row. She displayed in over 30 exhibits and fundraisers in the tri-city area over the past four years. She has earned a 2017 Leadership of Bay County Achievement Award from Studio 23 and a Midland County Art Letourneau Award for "Collaboration and Creativity in Community Support". A harshly educated woman, Deogracia spent five years to earn a double major Bachelor’s Degree of Science in Medical Illustration in Pre-Medicine and Fine Art at California State University in San Bernardino. At the same time period, she held down three jobs as an Intern for the District Attorney, Graphics Editor for the college weekly newspaper and created the Peer Health Education program. Her artistic talents covered in the fine studio art requirements included painting, color theory, graphic design, photography, figure drawing, advanced drawing, watercolor, sculpture, illustration and art portfolio assignments to keep work organized. In the sciences, she has a background in chemistry, organic chemistry, biochemistry, advanced human anatomy and psychology, biology, genetics, comparative animal psychology, marine biology and medical microbiology. Currently, she has been an art instructor for workshops for the past year for Creative 360, teaching private art lessons and writing a graphic novel soon to complete by the beginning of 2018 named Heather Hurts Inside: Illustrations of a Broken Human. The new true story is about a suicidal bipolar woman that is prescribed Ritalin at the age of 38 and she reverts back to her glory days of her life. The truth is that no one knows the past is killing her mind.

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